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October 3, 2014

Love is pain.
Love means torture.
Love means anger,
hate,
trust,
betrayal.

I trusted you.
I thought I could.
The only one.
The one person in this world
That I thought I could really trust.
I was wrong.

You burned me.
You replaced me.
You put me in the background
Again.
I will be here
Like paint on a wall.

You say we need each other
Like the yin and yang.
We protect each other
From ourselves
And our addictions.
And keep each other alive.

You always come back to me.
After her
During and after her
And now.
You’ll come back to me again.
I know you will

I will be here.
I will be waiting.
Because I am here.
You’re the one I thought I could trust
And we share our secrets
We share our pain.


So go.
You’ve made connections
You’re too far in to get out
But the answer is staring you in the face
I know that you will come back
You always do.






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